Is this the end
to a traumatic past?
or the start of something
that would break the cast?
As I swim down the tears of memory
I catch myself smiling and crying,
Living and drowning,
All at once and none in all.
Only to awaken to deafening silence,
a windowless world,
devoid of a beating heart or kindness.
Yet joys of pain and the bittersweet thoughts of you
are now so far and few.
Shadows of the past,
dance across the walls of a broken mind,
to tunes of misery and despair,
yet an indictable peace descends upon me,
Reminding me of what was.
And of what shall forever never be mine.
But even so..
The song it fades as the light it whimpers,
And your voice now.. just in whispers.
Like sand castles on the shores of an empty beach,
Time washes it all…
piece by piece.
As I sit watching and out of reach,
Unable to move, talk or think,
The world… it’s changing before my very eyes,
And it appears I’m on the brink.
And at times like these I wonder..
Is this an end to a traumatic past?
Or the start of something new,
That would break the cast?